Faizel Farzee Soul Poems

  • 1.
    Remember! the conversation we had? I clearly remember,
    It was raining that night.
    I asked if it was her that you chose, You stuttered
    On your face i saw fright
    ...
  • 2.
    Eyes getting lost in the night sky, a silhouette of your heavenly body I clearly envision in the stars,
    Your eyes illuminate like the sun, flowing hair as red as mars.

    A smile that lights the milky way.
    ...
  • 3.
    Rain drops to the sound of my tears
    thoughts storm clouded,
    I wish I could turn back the years
    Erase every mistake, every irrational fear
    ...
  • 4.
    Tortured soul
    He walks this earth alone
    Crying out to be saved
    His heart has turned to stone
    ...
  • 5.
    As these words sweats from my invigorated pen
    Pleading in unison for me to give them wings
    A staunch prayer flows from their soul, to reach their flighted destination
    To have their intoxicating life force drip from generation’s lips touched by the song they inspire to bring
    ...
  • 6.
    A river trickles seamlessly in an
    eternal stream
    It flows

    ...
  • 7.
    Waves of emotion crashing over me, i break
    it rises, it's time for the tide
    increased levels of unwanted emotion, i fake
    now floods every part of my drowning mind
    ...
  • 8.
    Smiling face, look how I get lost in her sparkling eyes
    crystal glasses toasting, for this journey's we willingly embark on tonight

    I can see her lustful thoughts
    ...
  • 9.
    Time willingly caught in deja vu, Repeating this timeless moment
    I slowly drown in your ocean blue eyes
    In this heated atmosphere,we stuck, icily frozen

    ...
Total 9 Soul Poems by Faizel Farzee

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